I woke up this morning to a brain that was fully active (then my phone rang). It was a message from the Clovis school my children go to. The message was informing me that one of the teachers at the school had died and that there would be grief counselors at school to support any of the kids who needed support. I’m glad that there are resources for our children in situations like this. It turns out that the teacher who died was the father of one of my youngest son’s friend. My thought’s instantly went to that family and having to come to grips that just yesterday the husband and father of this family was there and in an instant he is now gone. I can’t imagine having to deal with the gravity of that as an adult and even more as a child. I am 40 and to this day my dad is my best friend; My dad and I talk all the time, he is my hero. I don’t know what I would do if I lost him. My dad would say that I will never lose him because he lives inside of me. All the coaching, the lessons, wise words and wise counsel he has given me will be with me forever. He would tell me that if he was gone, all I would need to do would be to go inside myself and his voice, coaching and advice would be there for me. Still the thought of him dying is one of the scariest things to think about. A boy needs a dad. I know the whole family is grieving and for some reason my thoughts are on this young teenage boy and how he must be feeling. I would feel alone, afraid, scared, angry and complete empty inside. Who would I go to for advice or who would I call to share my greatest ideas? There is nothing like hearing your dad say I love you and I am proud of you. The little boy inside of me is hurting so bad for this young man, the dad inside of me wants to hold him and let him know that he is loved and not alone. Like my dad said to me, this boys dad lives inside of him and although he is no longer on earth he will never leave him, that he is with him where ever he goes. I just pray that this family receives the love & support they need get through this tragedy. I have had several friends in their late 30’s and early 40’s who have had heart attacks recently. It is a scary reminder of how short life is and how a person will never know when their time is up. We are only on this planet for a limited amount of time. Time is our most valuable resource and I choose to take advantage of every minute to build life long memories with my family and friends. I will no longer waste time sitting idle while the world passes me by. I choose to live every minute so that when my last minute is spent I have no regrets. I hope you choose to live ever minute to it’s fullest.

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  1. You said “good things”, grandson Benjamin John Martin! My heart also, goes out to this young man and his family. If you remember, some of the Miller boys were just teenagers when their dad passed away so unexpectedly, 35 years ago!

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